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 Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 8:41 pm
Maxy Wexerg  Ryota This is what Ryota wanted, Kura was basically submitting to Ryota's ideal that he wanted all along. All he's ever wanted was for someone who wanted to stay there with him, to be with him. Ryota felt everything that his childish psyche was trying to hide come back in a torrent. This time, Ryota was crying. He felt his grip on Kura's clothing tighten slightly and he nodded. He leaned back, taking his hands back to wipe his tears before taking Kura's hands into his own. Ryota kept his smile, he wanted to cry and bawl his eye's out with happiness but he settled for a smile. He looked up into Kura's eyes and nodded one more time. "I won't let you go, I promise. For as long as you want to stay with me, I will continue to be yours. Everything that you are will be my burden and my every waking moment will be dedicated to making sure you're comfortable..." Ryota meant it, he was so used to his parents and his servants having displaced attachments to him...now he finally had something real. "Just..." He paused. "Just promise me you'll always be there for me...even if something bad happens to me ok? Even if you say you're not right to protect me...promise me that you'll try your best. I want this to be real..." Kura gave a shaky sigh. "My full name is Lanceinorus Kurameikal. I am of a race called the Sylieir, a race finding it's start before even the dragons were created. We were the rulers of many places including Atlantis... ahem." He looked away. "I was born there. Before it sank." "Atlantis was beautiful, as were its people. It was a Utopia. As close to Utopia as possible. Of course, Utopia, to the full extent, is impossible. It requires lack of corruption, lack of War, lack of conflict. Not everybody was fine with that." "When I was twenty, I married another of my race, a beautiful young girl a year my junior named Nikesvira Desanthein. Nik for short. She was like most of my race. calm, serious, cultured, and a bit of a prude. Well, what was different is that she had a personality. She abandoned the prude act after a few months, and became daring, wild, carefree... A mate I could be proud of." "A year passed. We had been out at dinner, eating, and the place was attacked by Atlantean soldiers with a grudge against my race for taking over in the first place. It was chaos, the opposite of Utopia. I however, was an agent of the Sylieiri Defense Squad, and immediately started taking over. We were outnumbered though, outmatched because they brought magical jammers. Then, my regrets start." He looked back into Ryota's eyes. "I was just gonna charge them, use what magic I could, and get everybody else to escape. A few of the other men volunteered. We were all gonna do it, all getting ready, and Nik walked up. Told me to run and get out. She was high in the intelligence agency. She knew what was going on, but she wouldn't tell me. Just said she'd handle it. Told me to..." He swallowed. "Never mind that. Thing is, everybody else agreed with her and started pulling me out..." He looked away, more tears falling. "I watched her die. Blood Blade spell. No chance of survival. She fell to the ground fighting." "Turns out, the Sylieiri were in on it. They planned it. A member of Nik's intel team told me. I decided to get even. So I sank the City and everybody in it. I ended up in Europe. The Sylieiri all went after me, and I killed every single one who came into my path. Even if it meant sacrificing my allies. I didn't care. I killed and killed and killed, because they killed everybody I cared about, including new mates I'd taken, my children, everybody. Everybody who trusted me." "Eventually, I let myself get caught. Thought, what's the point, right? Maybe they'll take me out of my misery. Turns out it was slavers who came on me first. Go figure." By now, tears were streaming down his face, his eyes clamped shut with sadness. His fists were balled up at his sides.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 9:02 pm
Ryota Ryota felt awkward, he wanted to stop this sadness and say something. He didn't like confrontation to begin with and the idea of this seriousness being the dictator in this specific confrontation, was staggering. He took a step back, his finger's falling into his pockets to stop from shaking as he continued to listen. Kura's life seemed to be riddled with upheaval and sadness but the biggest sadness that made even Ryota feel uncomfortable was the idea of his passed love. The girl he spoke of, Nik, had died protecting him. Ryota had never saved anyone. Kura and Nik had a life together, Ryota just bought the guy to become his house slave. Nik was wild and carefree, a lover Kura could be proud of...Ryota was selfish and childish and fought his own inner conflict everyday. He was barely ever proud of himself.
Ryota then learned the truth, Kura had been a killer. He had killed probably hundreds...maybe even thousands of people for a beautiful woman that Ryota would never have the honor of meeting. The idol always believed that people would kill to be with him, Kura killed because he couldn't be with someone. The younger male's arms rose up, hugging eachother across his chest as he looked away. He felt ashamed to be standing at the doorway of this legacy, he felt foolish to expect any sort of love from someone who had suffered everything in order to end up with this...a life forced upon him. The guy had even had children...he had everything, why would he want to stay here? Why would he want this pathetic little child...
Ryota was silent. He walked over to his stool and sat down, his body feeling slightly weightless. It was uncharacteristic, why wasn't he standing there hugging the male, wiping his tears? Kura was standing there baring his soul...and Ryota couldn't even speak.
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 9:28 pm
Maxy Wexerg Ryota Ryota felt awkward, he wanted to stop this sadness and say something. He didn't like confrontation to begin with and the idea of this seriousness being the dictator in this specific confrontation, was staggering. He took a step back, his finger's falling into his pockets to stop from shaking as he continued to listen. Kura's life seemed to be riddled with upheaval and sadness but the biggest sadness that made even Ryota feel uncomfortable was the idea of his passed love. The girl he spoke of, Nik, had died protecting him. Ryota had never saved anyone. Kura and Nik had a life together, Ryota just bought the guy to become his house slave. Nik was wild and carefree, a lover Kura could be proud of...Ryota was selfish and childish and fought his own inner conflict everyday. He was barely ever proud of himself.
Ryota then learned the truth, Kura had been a killer. He had killed probably hundreds...maybe even thousands of people for a beautiful woman that Ryota would never have the honor of meeting. The idol always believed that people would kill to be with him, Kura killed because he couldn't be with someone. The younger male's arms rose up, hugging eachother across his chest as he looked away. He felt ashamed to be standing at the doorway of this legacy, he felt foolish to expect any sort of love from someone who had suffered everything in order to end up with this...a life forced upon him. The guy had even had children...he had everything, why would he want to stay here? Why would he want this pathetic little child...
Ryota was silent. He walked over to his stool and sat down, his body feeling slightly weightless. It was uncharacteristic, why wasn't he standing there hugging the male, wiping his tears? Kura was standing there baring his soul...and Ryota couldn't even speak. Kura looked over at him. He wished he hadn't. He turned away. "You're disgusted. Well, I honestly can't blame you. I'm disgusted in myself Ryota. I committed mass genocide all for one girl. She' probably looking down on me with the Moon, cursing my name. It was never supposed to be like this. But Ryota. No matter how disgusted you are with me, I won't ever change my feelings for you. You're so childishly innocent, so mischievous, so thoroughly trusting that I can't help but love you. You are mine, Ryota, and I won't change that. I'm far stronger now than I had been then, and I'll be damned if I let anybody take you away from me. Even if that means I have to almost die in the process, or have my soul trapped in a necklace that you wear around your neck for the rest of your days. If you feel you can't live with The Silver Behemoth, then I will die for you Ryota. I will lay my soul at the foot of the Father of Lies himself so you can have whatever you wish. I will kill, I will steal, I will do everything in my power to keep you safe." A knife appeared in his hand and he slit open his own palm. "I swear this to the moon with my blood Ryota. I will do as you wish. Always." He spun towards him and knelt. "So. What are your orders?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 10:08 pm
Ryota Ryota's knees slowly flung onto the stool with him, he hugged his legs close and watched, albeit in fear, as Kura reacted. Everything was happening so fast to him and seconds later Kura was declaring himself in love with the idol. This was what he wanted right? But did he deserve it, did anyone? He felt panicked, his mind rushing. He looked to the glass beside them and the door that was in the corner of the room. He couldn't escape...he couldn't breath. Everything he was saying was so sweet...he would have loved to revel in it. Instead he sat there, his body shaking, until finally- Kura made a knife appear.
Ryota whispered, almost rapidly, multiple times.. "S-stop...stop...stop...s-stop it..." Just then Kura turned to him and knelt. He had seen blood, Kura's blood, love's blood. What were his orders? What were Kura's orders? What were love's orders? Just then Ryota stood, knocking the stool behind him over. "STOP IT!" He screamed, his finger's twitching at his sides before he fell to his knees. The once innocent male had shifted, his eye's completely emotionless. He fell back, his body falling onto the ground before his eye's closed.
"Step back..." During the excitement, May and Augustus had already made their way downstairs to the recording studio. The two hurried passed Kura and knelt down on either side of their master. May quickly ripped a piece of her blouse, shoving it into Ryota's mouth before Augustus quickly took him into his arms. Ryota started shaking, violently, his head and arms attempting to flail before the large butler took the form of a vice to hold him steady.
The episode lasted only a few seconds... When it was over the butler stood and without lending a look to Kura, left with his master in hand. Finally, may was left alone with Kura once again.
"You scared him...why am I not shocked..."
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 10:22 pm
Maxy Wexerg Ryota Ryota's knees slowly flung onto the stool with him, he hugged his legs close and watched, albeit in fear, as Kura reacted. Everything was happening so fast to him and seconds later Kura was declaring himself in love with the idol. This was what he wanted right? But did he deserve it, did anyone? He felt panicked, his mind rushing. He looked to the glass beside them and the door that was in the corner of the room. He couldn't escape...he couldn't breath. Everything he was saying was so sweet...he would have loved to revel in it. Instead he sat there, his body shaking, until finally- Kura made a knife appear.
Ryota whispered, almost rapidly, multiple times.. "S-stop...stop...stop...s-stop it..." Just then Kura turned to him and knelt. He had seen blood, Kura's blood, love's blood. What were his orders? What were Kura's orders? What were love's orders? Just then Ryota stood, knocking the stool behind him over. "STOP IT!" He screamed, his finger's twitching at his sides before he fell to his knees. The once innocent male had shifted, his eye's completely emotionless. He fell back, his body falling onto the ground before his eye's closed.
"Step back..." During the excitement, May and Augustus had already made their way downstairs to the recording studio. The two hurried passed Kura and knelt down on either side of their master. May quickly ripped a piece of her blouse, shoving it into Ryota's mouth before Augustus quickly took him into his arms. Ryota started shaking, violently, his head and arms attempting to flail before the large butler took the form of a vice to hold him steady.
The episode lasted only a few seconds... When it was over the butler stood and without lending a look to Kura, left with his master in hand. Finally, may was left alone with Kura once again.
"You scared him...why am I not shocked..." Kura felt shocked. His face pale. Ryo... He clenched his fists, looking at the ground. "I'm useless... Why can't I do anything right?" He ignored May, stalking out of the room. He would have indulged in extra cutting, but bleeding out wouldn't kill him. That would be the first thing he did right, putting himself out of Ryo's misery. He had no place here. He had no place anywhere. "Brought this on myself. This is punishment for my crime. Being forced to hurt people I care about is punishment for Mass Genocide. Figures. Everything for someone I care about makes me hurt more..." He slammed his fist into the wall, making a huge crack from top to bottom. "DAMMIT! WHY CAN'T I JUST HAVE ONE THING?! THE ONE THING I REALLY WANT! DAMMIT YOU ASSHOLES WHY WON'T YOU GIVE EVERYTHING BACK? GIVE ME BACK FREEDOM FROM MY CURSE OF PAIN!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 10:38 pm
Ryota To say she was annoyed was an understatement but she had better things to do. Kura had walked upstairs to the foyer that connected from the basement leaving her behind just before Augustus carried the slumbering Ryota to his room. After Kura struck the wall leading to the living room the chandelier that had been glistening above him fell and shattered on the ground not far from him. Aside from obvious damage to the wall there was no glass all over the foyer. May ascended the stairs and was quick to gasp when she noticed the vast destruction. "What kind of monster are you!?"
"May..." A deep voice resounded, Augustus was at the top of the stairs. He still held Ryota in his arms. "Now isn't the time for screaming, not from either of you...slave." He was obviously talking to Kura. "Take the master into his room...neither May nor myself have been given permission to go in there...please take him to his bed."
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 10:48 pm
Maxy Wexerg Ryota To say she was annoyed was an understatement but she had better things to do. Kura had walked upstairs to the foyer that connected from the basement leaving her behind just before Augustus carried the slumbering Ryota to his room. After Kura struck the wall leading to the living room the chandelier that had been glistening above him fell and shattered on the ground not far from him. Aside from obvious damage to the wall there was no glass all over the foyer. May ascended the stairs and was quick to gasp when she noticed the vast destruction. "What kind of monster are you!?"
"May..." A deep voice resounded, Augustus was at the top of the stairs. He still held Ryota in his arms. "Now isn't the time for screaming, not from either of you...slave." He was obviously talking to Kura. "Take the master into his room...neither May nor myself have been given permission to go in there...please take him to his bed." Kura looked over at May. "The worst kind." Kura grabbed Ryota gently from Augustus's arm, then glared at Augustus. "I have a name, butler. It's Kurameikal. If you call me slave again, you'll have more to worry about than a crack in the wall. Think about that." He teleported up to Ryota's room and set him down on the bed gently. He snapped his fingers and changed Ryota into a silver shirt and pants made of satin. He kissed his eyelids and stood up. "You deserve better than me, Ryota. Much, much better."
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 11:07 pm
Ryota Augustus wasn't too scared but it didn't matter. When Kura ported away Amy quickly made her way to his side. "He just did it...you're not even allowed in Master's room..."
Augustus shook his head to May's words. "I had a feeling Master wouldn't mind...if it was that slave who entered."
"What do you think is in there..."
"I could care less, get to cleaning wench." He spoke, his words final before he walked onward to the library.
"Rude..." May looked to the mess the male was talking about and sighed...she would have to get to cleaning truly.
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Ryota was placed onto the black sheets that decorated his bed. His pale skin and Kura's silver hair were shining in the black room. To think that someone so innocent as Ryota would prefer something so dark, something so depressing to be his room. Everything in it was clean and every object was placed where it needed to be.
Slowly, after being placed in his bed, Ryota began to stir. His eye's slowly opened and the softest of smiles took the place of his listless expression. "Hey...I never said you could come in here..." He lifted one of his hands to point at Kura before it fell onto the soft sheets. "What happened...?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 11:13 pm
Maxy Wexerg Ryota Augustus wasn't too scared but it didn't matter. When Kura ported away Amy quickly made her way to his side. "He just did it...you're not even allowed in Master's room..."
Augustus shook his head to May's words. "I had a feeling Master wouldn't mind...if it was that slave who entered."
"What do you think is in there..."
"I could care less, get to cleaning wench." He spoke, his words final before he walked onward to the library.
"Rude..." May looked to the mess the male was talking about and sighed...she would have to get to cleaning truly.
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Ryota was placed onto the black sheets that decorated his bed. His pale skin and Kura's silver hair were shining in the black room. To think that someone so innocent as Ryota would prefer something so dark, something so depressing to be his room. Everything in it was clean and every object was placed where it needed to be.
Slowly, after being placed in his bed, Ryota began to stir. His eye's slowly opened and the softest of smiles took the place of his listless expression. "Hey...I never said you could come in here..." He lifted one of his hands to point at Kura before it fell onto the soft sheets. "What happened...?" Kura kissed him gently. "Ryota... You passed out. I failed. Again. Please forgive me." He looked deeply into Ryo's eyes. "Your people admire you, Ryo. But... What's wrong with that butler? He treats everybody in such a rude manner. And me... I'm just a disgrace you shouldn't have to deal with."
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 11:25 pm
Ryota Ryota blushed, rather furiously when Kura kissed him. It felt so different being so casual with how they felt, he couldn't complain though. "You didn't fail Kura you...ugh." He took the male's hands into his own and pulled him softly. He wanted Kura to lay with him, he would be the first man to ever lay in Ryota's bed beside him.
"When you told me everything I just...I got scared you know? That girl you described, Nik, she sounded so wonderful. I just felt unworthy... You had a life with her and I just...bought you. I don't like to think about it but it's true. I just felt bad...and I've never been so good with those kind of feelings. I think it was the knife that pushed me over the edge though...You did hurt me then...but you only made me sad. I want you to be happy tooand seeing you hurt yourself...that made me sad."
He fulfilled his promise, he didn't like it, but he told Kura that he hurt him. He had...but it was ok. It was like lovemaking, everything hurt at first...but eventually their love would blossom to something they wouldn't be able to question. "Lay with me Kura, and I'll tell you everything I can."
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 11:35 pm
Maxy Wexerg Ryota Ryota blushed, rather furiously when Kura kissed him. It felt so different being so casual with how they felt, he couldn't complain though. "You didn't fail Kura you...ugh." He took the male's hands into his own and pulled him softly. He wanted Kura to lay with him, he would be the first man to ever lay in Ryota's bed beside him.
"When you told me everything I just...I got scared you know? That girl you described, Nik, she sounded so wonderful. I just felt unworthy... You had a life with her and I just...bought you. I don't like to think about it but it's true. I just felt bad...and I've never been so good with those kind of feelings. I think it was the knife that pushed me over the edge though...You did hurt me then...but you only made me sad. I want you to be happy tooand seeing you hurt yourself...that made me sad."
He fulfilled his promise, he didn't like it, but he told Kura that he hurt him. He had...but it was ok. It was like lovemaking, everything hurt at first...but eventually their love would blossom to something they wouldn't be able to question. "Lay with me Kura, and I'll tell you everything I can." Kura kissed him again. "Ryo, Nik was my first love. She was great. I did have a life with her. I did. I won't deny that we did. But just because you bought me doesn't mean we can't have the same thing. The knife didn't hurt me much either. I was just afraid of losing you, Ryo. The thing that would make me happiest is to be with you Ryo." He smiled and laid down next to him. "Tell me anything and everything."
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Posted: Thu Jul 09, 2015 11:53 pm
Ryota He felt so much better hearing Kura say these things. Those words mixed with the slew of actions downstairs were enough to wash away any worries Ryota had that maybe the two can be together. He snuggled close to him, close enough to feel the other's warmth and share a pillow together. "I didn't wanna tell you anything downstairs, I wanted to share everything but I wanted to listen to you. I didn't want to make anything about me...I wanted you to be the most important." He sighed.
"Before I became an Idol, I was part of the Takahara family. My mom and dad were jet setters, always making money and traveling the world. I was left alone in their home in Tokyo. I played games by myself and was taught everything I needed to know about the world by tutors. Augustus was there too but he would always leave me alone when nighttime came. For all intents and purposes...I was alone. " He held Kura's hand tightly in his own and smiled softly, he felt a lot better getting some of this off of his chest. "Sometimes, my parents would return, and I would be so happy to see them...to hear their voices. They did everything to ignore me, they did everything to make sure that their time spent at home was slight and quick. When they were home, they fought. They grew angrier and angrier, fighting about how much nicer it would be to stay home and actually enjoy it without me always asking to play... When I got older I found my friends Takeo and Akihiko and sought to become something. I wanted to become something I could be proud of and rid myself of the constant pain my parents gave me."
He paused, his eyes locking onto Kura's as he continued. "I emancipated myself and my parents even allowed me to keep Augustus...a farewell gift so long as I never took their name again. I thought I would be happy with the riches and the fame I had...I had my friends, I thought I finally had something. They ended up leaving me too, traveling the world. I just wanted to live...I wanted to live and be happy but the funny thing was, I was still alone. I was just alone without the hope of my parents coming home. Augustus told me to get a slave...someone to help me feel better, someone who wouldn't leave. That's when I found you. I saw pictures of you and read a bit of your history. I guess you could say I fell in love at first site...I knew I had to have you, and you had to have me. And now here we are..."
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2015 12:01 am
Maxy Wexerg Ryota He felt so much better hearing Kura say these things. Those words mixed with the slew of actions downstairs were enough to wash away any worries Ryota had that maybe the two can be together. He snuggled close to him, close enough to feel the other's warmth and share a pillow together. "I didn't wanna tell you anything downstairs, I wanted to share everything but I wanted to listen to you. I didn't want to make anything about me...I wanted you to be the most important." He sighed.
"Before I became an Idol, I was part of the Takahara family. My mom and dad were jet setters, always making money and traveling the world. I was left alone in their home in Tokyo. I played games by myself and was taught everything I needed to know about the world by tutors. Augustus was there too but he would always leave me alone when nighttime came. For all intents and purposes...I was alone. " He held Kura's hand tightly in his own and smiled softly, he felt a lot better getting some of this off of his chest. "Sometimes, my parents would return, and I would be so happy to see them...to hear their voices. They did everything to ignore me, they did everything to make sure that their time spent at home was slight and quick. When they were home, they fought. They grew angrier and angrier, fighting about how much nicer it would be to stay home and actually enjoy it without me always asking to play... When I got older I found my friends Takeo and Akihiko and sought to become something. I wanted to become something I could be proud of and rid myself of the constant pain my parents gave me."
He paused, his eyes locking onto Kura's as he continued. "I emancipated myself and my parents even allowed me to keep Augustus...a farewell gift so long as I never took their name again. I thought I would be happy with the riches and the fame I had...I had my friends, I thought I finally had something. They ended up leaving me too, traveling the world. I just wanted to live...I wanted to live and be happy but the funny thing was, I was still alone. I was just alone without the hope of my parents coming home. Augustus told me to get a slave...someone to help me feel better, someone who wouldn't leave. That's when I found you. I saw pictures of you and read a bit of your history. I guess you could say I fell in love at first site...I knew I had to have you, and you had to have me. And now here we are..." He smiled, nuzzling his neck affectionately. "And here we are, Ryo. That doesn't explain why you deal with Augustus, but oh well. You do have a bit of a history. I can understand loneliness, even before I lost Nik. Sylieiri are not normally very nurturing, but seeing as I had emotion, it was pretty hard. Still. It's nothing you need to worry about anymore. You have me now, and I'll take care of you. It's more about you than me. you were right. My past is trivial, Ryo. For me, you're the center of attention. And you'll have to try your hardest to get rid of me."
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2015 7:32 am
Ryota "That's the thing, I don't wanna get rid of you. I...I really like you. I've liked you for a long time." Ryota smiled, his cheeks adopting a newly heated shade. "Remember when I said I wanted you to be here just so I could have someone around...I lied, always wanted this to happen. I always wanted us to get close and be this way."
He felt such a closeness. He wanted something, he reached his right hand up, cupping the male's cheek before leaning close and kissing him. This time he wanted more than just a kiss and kissed Kura passionately, reveling in their closeness and connection.
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2015 11:42 am
Maxy Wexerg Ryota "That's the thing, I don't wanna get rid of you. I...I really like you. I've liked you for a long time." Ryota smiled, his cheeks adopting a newly heated shade. "Remember when I said I wanted you to be here just so I could have someone around...I lied, always wanted this to happen. I always wanted us to get close and be this way."
He felt such a closeness. He wanted something, he reached his right hand up, cupping the male's cheek before leaning close and kissing him. This time he wanted more than just a kiss and kissed Kura passionately, reveling in their closeness and connection. Kura delved deeply into the kiss, pulling Ryo tight against him. He pulled back for a moment. "I'm glad, Ryo," He said before going back into it. He loved the feel of him against his body, how easily embarrassed he was, how emotional he was. He loved everything about him. Sure, he wasn't quite as wild, as carefree as Nik was, but she wasn't here. And he did have some of that. He reminded Kura so much of her.
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